Tuesday, April 24, 2012

ˈkrɒsɪŋ

I transcend from vatican To a place where snow caves in Ain't no sunshine around my town Just cold souls bucking like horses Giving birth to the devil Words appear in midair Light as a whisper Women lay on their backs And get dirt in their hair Men drive their fancy cars And carry their diamond Studded bitches around The necks of the devils The necks of themselvesPeace from the east Gets murdered in the west The slain bodies Cover potholes whileWater bugs lay & rest

Maggots nest on the rotten flesh Giving fresh eggs of forbidden death

Flies swarm the young Hardly talking Hardly walking Amongst these filthy humans Out came the fliesThey ate on shit left By bitches & praise Well smitten Like vampires The biting Were once Never bitten